So with being busy comes dealing with the inevitable stress or short fuze that accompanies it. So far I haven't doen too bad other than wanting to ground pound a few people.
I know real stress management there, but when you go on "vacation" for a fun weekend. That ends up turning into dealing with 25 year olds acting like they are 12 and stupid bull shit drama. Throw in some college town bouncers who think they are the shit when really they are just douchebags. Some fun right there.
14 baseball games in 14 days... Body definitely is going to breakdown soon. Already have some road rash from a bad slide, throw in a crunching at the plate where some fool thought I was Ray Fosse... oops, bad idea. Same game, the opposing teams manager just acts like a total douche...
And the final straw. The person who believes he is the "PM" while my true PM is on vacation. He's trying to play that manager role and do dick while passing stuff off on the rest of us. I really want to say "Know your role rook" but 1. I'm working on my filter and 2. I realized today that he's one calculating SOB who if you cross him will stab you in the back and bury you. So much for me being able to speak my mind. While on the topic of work, since I'm only in the office once I week I'm being booted from my cube... just fucking lovely.
That's what's really grinding my gears!